I posted this last year on Facebook and was told I should publish it. Heh.
Ahhhh, the glamor of travel... I know that I travel a lot, and should
be more patient with people who CLEARLY never leave their house but
gods above, people, you make me crazy! Congratulations, Cleveland Hopkins, you definitely win some kind of wanna-be Darwin award for the
sheeple wandering helplessly around the airport tonight (11/19/2013).
So, as a public service announcement, please observe the following guidelines:
1. DO have your boarding pass and id ready before you get to the first check-point.
2. Do NOT give the boarding pass to your toddler to hold. Or your passport. Who does that?!?
3. Do NOT freak out on the TSA guy when he won't just believe that your
toddler dropped your passport and boarding passes somewhere and he
should just let you thru so you can make your plane. This is not his
fault. It's not the toddler's fault either so I'm totally judging you
for yelling at him until he cried (toddler, not TSA guy). Way to go, parent of the year.
4. DO realize - before you reach security - that your teenager DOES need his/her own ticket/boarding pass.
5. Do NOT wear thigh high, skin tight, lace up boots. WTF, woman?
6. Do us all a favor and take off coat, belt, shoes, etc as you go, just
like the rest of us. Also, the five pounds of scrap metal that you hung
around your neck is going to need to come off too.
7. DO put
toiletries in the approved baggie prior to your arrival at security. Yes, it's stupid. Screaming at the TSA agents because they won't let
you take a 32 ounce bottle of shampoo thru just makes all of us want to
beat you to death with it. And we don't care that you paid $200 for the
face goo in the 5 ounce container. This confirms our opinion of your
intelligence. The many steel balls of various sizes in your braids made
for a festive touch as well, 'cause that looked FINE on the x-ray. Yay
for planning ahead!
8. Do NOT stop suddenly and stare helplessly
into space in the middle of the hallway. You will get run over, and I'm
wearing steel toes, so it's going to hurt.
9. Those moving walkways? They are not called "stand theres," are they? MOVE, dammit.
10. When you get on the plane first, and you have an aisle seat, do NOT
assume that the plane is yours and make yourself comfy by spreading
everything you own across all three seats. We love having to wait
longer while you gather everything up so the window guy can get in. Really.
11. Before you leave your house, pick up your carryon. If
you can't lift it, remove some of your stuff or check the bag. Do NOT
get to your seat, stare at the overhead, announce that you can't pick up
your luggage and then plunk yourself down in your seat and expect
someone else to load your belongings for you. Also? When we all get
off the plane and the escalator isn't working, don't expect your fellow
passengers to haul your shit up the staircase.
And finally, 12. When a woman lugging a carseat with an infant in it
plus her carryon comes onto the plane, accompanied by her 2 small
children, standing there bitching about how you hate traveling near
children while watching her struggle to get everyone settled AND
blocking the aisle so no one else can help her either makes YOU the
problem, not her. (Note: I have no idea how that woman did it - she's
clearly some sort of magician - but her children played and talked very
quietly the entire flight. That woman deserves a metal.)
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Friday, November 07, 2014
Joss and Main Soho Console Chest UPDATED
Do you ever have one of those lives where every little thing is just a hassle?
In January, I fell in love. With a console table. It was beautiful and called to me. But it was very expensive, so I mourned and moved on. And then in April, I found it again at about a third of the price. So I ordered it from Joss and Main. And then they delayed the delivery 4 times – stretching it out until December. And then they cancelled the order. And I was sad. And also angry. They were keeping me from my love. Isn’t it wonderful? So I called early last week and growled and they put the order back in because it was available on a sister site except she had to mess with it to get the price the same as what I paid because they were charging over $100 more for it. And also, after the 4th delay I emailed them and grouched so they gave me $15 off. And it was to be delivered LAST WEEK instead of December. And the sun came out and I was so happy.
And I got home last Wednesday and there was a huge heavy
box on my porch and I was SO excited! I hauled it into the house and tore
into it like a 3 year old on Christmas morning. And they sent the wrong
g*dd*mn color. This thing is hideous. I love blue, usually.
But, yuck.
I chatted with them last Thursday because there’s no way I would not have used bad words on the phone because they are thwarting me, g*dd*mm*t, and I’ve had about enough of that lately. And they said that they'd send another one. And I have to keep this one for 3 weeks in case they want to come inspect it. And if I didn't hear from them, I could donate it.
So then Saturday, the doorbell rang and POOF there was ANOTHER huge box on my porch. YAY! I dragged it inside (heavy!), but this time, I was a bit more careful in opening the box, which was fortunate because THEY SENT THE WRONG DAMN COLOR AGAIN. I called (Wayfair.com this time) and spoke to a manager (Jesse) and sent him pictures of the boxes and the lower shelves and he said that he'd talk to the warehouse on Monday and figure out what was going on. (Both boxes said that they were the black one. Both boxes were wrong.)
Then Wednesday, I emailed Jesse because I hadn't heard anything and he came back and said that he hasn't heard back from the warehouse and he hoped that he'd have something by Friday (today, for those keeping track at home).
Soon, hopefully, maybe, possibly, my lovely lovely chest will be here where it belongs. Until then, I have TWO huge boxes taking up most of the room in my living room, I've waited 6 months for something that was supposed to take a week, and I've spent at least an hour emailing, chatting and talking to various people trying to get things straightened out. *growl. snarl.* Why can't ANYTHING be easy??
Next up, a sleeper sofa for the living room. Except I want a queen, but 60 inches wide. So at least I will remain reasonable in my demands...
Update:
I did not hear from Jesse on Friday. I emailed him again on Tuesday (11/11/14) and asked for the status. And heard nothing.
Final Update:
It turns out that when the pictures and description of the console chest was moved from Joss and Main to Wayfare (their sister site), the color names and pictures were reversed. So I kept ordering the black one and they kept sending the black one, but my black and their black were different.
Anywho, the third chest was the right color. YAY! So pretty! Except, now I have two extra huge boxes in my living room. So, I called back and they said that they'd send UPS shipping labels and I said that's great, but I travel for work so I have to call to arrange pick-up for when I'm home. And they said no problem! And then I left for a week, and came back to 4 UPS "Sorry we missed you" labels on the door. Argh. So I called UPS but they weren't willing to come out anymore and I called Wayfare and they just really wanted me to go away.
So I tried listed the chests on craigslist, but no one else wanted them either. Then I was trying to get ready to move. So one chest went home with a college friend who came over and bailed me out when I was panicking over moving into temporary housing. And the second chest went home with one of my movers. So, happy ending but man, what a hassle!
In January, I fell in love. With a console table. It was beautiful and called to me. But it was very expensive, so I mourned and moved on. And then in April, I found it again at about a third of the price. So I ordered it from Joss and Main. And then they delayed the delivery 4 times – stretching it out until December. And then they cancelled the order. And I was sad. And also angry. They were keeping me from my love. Isn’t it wonderful? So I called early last week and growled and they put the order back in because it was available on a sister site except she had to mess with it to get the price the same as what I paid because they were charging over $100 more for it. And also, after the 4th delay I emailed them and grouched so they gave me $15 off. And it was to be delivered LAST WEEK instead of December. And the sun came out and I was so happy.
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| So pretty. So perfect for my living room... |
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| So not pretty. :-( |
I chatted with them last Thursday because there’s no way I would not have used bad words on the phone because they are thwarting me, g*dd*mm*t, and I’ve had about enough of that lately. And they said that they'd send another one. And I have to keep this one for 3 weeks in case they want to come inspect it. And if I didn't hear from them, I could donate it.
So then Saturday, the doorbell rang and POOF there was ANOTHER huge box on my porch. YAY! I dragged it inside (heavy!), but this time, I was a bit more careful in opening the box, which was fortunate because THEY SENT THE WRONG DAMN COLOR AGAIN. I called (Wayfair.com this time) and spoke to a manager (Jesse) and sent him pictures of the boxes and the lower shelves and he said that he'd talk to the warehouse on Monday and figure out what was going on. (Both boxes said that they were the black one. Both boxes were wrong.)
Then Wednesday, I emailed Jesse because I hadn't heard anything and he came back and said that he hasn't heard back from the warehouse and he hoped that he'd have something by Friday (today, for those keeping track at home).
Soon, hopefully, maybe, possibly, my lovely lovely chest will be here where it belongs. Until then, I have TWO huge boxes taking up most of the room in my living room, I've waited 6 months for something that was supposed to take a week, and I've spent at least an hour emailing, chatting and talking to various people trying to get things straightened out. *growl. snarl.* Why can't ANYTHING be easy??
Next up, a sleeper sofa for the living room. Except I want a queen, but 60 inches wide. So at least I will remain reasonable in my demands...
Update:
I did not hear from Jesse on Friday. I emailed him again on Tuesday (11/11/14) and asked for the status. And heard nothing.
Final Update:
It turns out that when the pictures and description of the console chest was moved from Joss and Main to Wayfare (their sister site), the color names and pictures were reversed. So I kept ordering the black one and they kept sending the black one, but my black and their black were different.
Anywho, the third chest was the right color. YAY! So pretty! Except, now I have two extra huge boxes in my living room. So, I called back and they said that they'd send UPS shipping labels and I said that's great, but I travel for work so I have to call to arrange pick-up for when I'm home. And they said no problem! And then I left for a week, and came back to 4 UPS "Sorry we missed you" labels on the door. Argh. So I called UPS but they weren't willing to come out anymore and I called Wayfare and they just really wanted me to go away.
So I tried listed the chests on craigslist, but no one else wanted them either. Then I was trying to get ready to move. So one chest went home with a college friend who came over and bailed me out when I was panicking over moving into temporary housing. And the second chest went home with one of my movers. So, happy ending but man, what a hassle!
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